Well, everyone has heard of DAINE back in time.
Wouldn't it be interesting to have KEL back in time?
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This is set during Kel's SQUIRE years.
"Yes. but there's a difference between someone who performs what's required, because it's duty, and one who does what's needed, because they believe in the crown. You should keep in mind that he probably wants you to be confused about him." Raoul shook his head. "He wasn't this complicated when we were pages. I guess you never know how people grow up."
"What was it like then?" Asked Kel. "You, Lady Alanna, the king- it's hard to imagine you as pages or squires."
Raoul grinned. "Like puppies in a basket," he said. "All paws and tails." He talked as they sewed, telling her about the stories of his past. Finishing a story about a bully who had beaten a page called Alan, until the day that the disguised Alanna had beaten him, Raoul shook his head. "The only smart thing he ever did was leave after that. He'd never have passed his Ordeal. I'm afraid Squire Joren won't either."
Kel shook her head wearily.
"Wouldn't it be interesting to see 'Alan'?" She mused.
"Wish granted."
Kel turned around quickly. Then she gasped. It was the Great Mother Goddess!
"Your."
"No need." She put her hand up gracefully, making Kel feel like a rigid piece of wood. "I'm afraid I haven't looked into you enough, little one. This is the least I can do for you."
Kel thought for a moment. But. wouldn't it be dangerous? Kel might KILL someone, which might demolish an entire family line.
The Goddess had apparently read her mind. Her lips formed a smile. "You don't need to worry. You'll go in disguise of as the Shang. Sparrow?"
"Shang Sparrow." Kel echoed, slightly disappointed. She was hoping for a higher status. A sparrow in the Shang order was considered one of the lowest degrees. Even a CAT would be better.
"Fear not, I could even change your appearance, my daughter, if all goes wrong."
Kell nodded resolutely. After all, what would be the harm?
With a wave of her hand, the Goddess transported her to Corus, at the time of Alanna during her squire years.
Jonathan was wearing a grin as he knocked on Alanna's door. This would be news that she would love.
"Who is it?" Alanna asked, her rough, boyish voice panting.
"It's your knight master, squire."
"Oh. Jon." The lock clicked open.
Alanna was holding a sword, dressed in her practice clothes. She was flushed and sweating. "What happened? Why are you here?"
She let him in, and then closed the door behind her. She looked at his expectantly. "Well?"
"A. Sparrow. from the Shang order has come to the Palace." Jon said, expressionless. Waiting to see how she'd react.
"REALLY!" Alanna flung down her sword, nearly beheading Faithful, who just jumped out of the way.
REALLY! The cat scolded. You could've killed me!
Jon grinned. It was times like these when one could ALMOST think that 'Alan' was really a girl.
"What is her name? Will she be able to teach me?" Alanna gasped, breathless from excitement.
"Well. I've made some preparations, she said she'd look into it."
Alanna flung her arms around Jonathan, hugging him happily. "I can't thank you enough! When will I be able to meet her?"
Jon returned her hug, kissing her lightly on the lips. "You could meet her now, I suspect."
Just then, Gary knocked on the door.
The two sprang apart guiltily. Alanna, her face a flaming shade of red, opened the door, just as Jonathan eased into his room, shutting the connecting door firmly.
"Alan! Did you hear the news?"
"What news?" Alanna played dumb.
"A Shang Sparrow has come to the court! She's very tall, about a head taller than you." Then, a sly look passed over Gary's face. "By Mithros, is she pretty! Alex just had her to a duel."
"Alex won, right?"
"No, it dragged on for so long that Father called it to a close."
Alanna shook her head. This new Sparrow was certainly very powerful. Alex was one of the best fencers in the court.
"What is going on?" Jonathan poked his head through the adjoining door.
"The Sparrow."
"Oh, her."
Gary looked at Jon suspiciously. "What is wrong with you these days? Who are you with? You've dumped Delia, but everyone thinks you're with a new girl."
Alanna looked away, pretending to be interested in a knot that Faithful had in his fur.
"Why should I tell you?" Grinned Jonathan. "Fine. I am with a new woman."
"Who?"
"All I'll say is she's 10 times more intriguing than any woman in the Court." Jon gave a grin. "So, what did this Sparrow say?"
"She said she wanted to meet Alan. In fact. If I didn't know better, I would have thought that she knew you."
A cold lump of ice slid down Alanna's spine. "Knew me?"
"She stumbled over your name so many times. I think she thought your name was longer or something."
Jon and Alanna exchanged looks.
Who is the 'Sparrow'? Alanna wondered.
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It was flattering to have so much male attention.
Kel accepted her third tea from a squire called Douglass. She checked her reflection in the mirror.
She looked the same, but her features were more pronounced. Her hair was bouncier and had more volume. Her cheekbones more defined. She had her own hazel dreamy eyes, framed with long, dark lashes. She knew by the weight that she had ear bobs on her ears. She had a better figure than she had in real life. More curves, but yet enough muscle so she looked like a female warrior.
Just then 4 people walked into the room.
Everyone fell respectfully silent.
A handsome, tall, black haired knight with sapphire eyes, long lashes and a muscular build led the way. Followed by a taller knight with mouse brown hair and mud like eyes.
An even taller man came. Raoul! Kel recognised her knight master instantly, although he was. different. Younger.
The final boy. Kel's breath caught. Amethyst eyes looked at her. The red hair was immediately recognisable.
It was Alanna!
Prince Jonathan and Duke Gareth the elder's son, Gareth the younger, she had met already. It was amazing how different they were.
Raoul had been correct.
"Your highness." Kel dipped into a curtsy.
"This is Alan of Trebond." Jonathan pushed his squire forward.
"Alan-" Kel just stopped herself from saying the extra syllable. "What a honour to meet you. You must be a very talented fencer."
"As must you. Not many people can beat Sir Alex in fencing." The purple eyes were cold.
Kel mustered a laugh. "Beat? my- lord. that would be the wrong term to use, I did not beat Sir Alexander. We had not yet finished the duel."
How infuriating! Kel scolded herself. Every time she made LADY Alanna as LORD Alanna, she would hitch a breath.
"Have we met, before. ah."
"Keladry."
"Keladry?" Alanna looked at her oddly.
Kel caught herself just as she lowered her head in a nod. "No, why do you ask?"
"No reason, Keladry."
Suddenly, Kel recognised the look in Alanna's eyes. It was suspicion.
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This is set during Kel's SQUIRE years.
"Yes. but there's a difference between someone who performs what's required, because it's duty, and one who does what's needed, because they believe in the crown. You should keep in mind that he probably wants you to be confused about him." Raoul shook his head. "He wasn't this complicated when we were pages. I guess you never know how people grow up."
"What was it like then?" Asked Kel. "You, Lady Alanna, the king- it's hard to imagine you as pages or squires."
Raoul grinned. "Like puppies in a basket," he said. "All paws and tails." He talked as they sewed, telling her about the stories of his past. Finishing a story about a bully who had beaten a page called Alan, until the day that the disguised Alanna had beaten him, Raoul shook his head. "The only smart thing he ever did was leave after that. He'd never have passed his Ordeal. I'm afraid Squire Joren won't either."
Kel shook her head wearily.
"Wouldn't it be interesting to see 'Alan'?" She mused.
"Wish granted."
Kel turned around quickly. Then she gasped. It was the Great Mother Goddess!
"Your."
"No need." She put her hand up gracefully, making Kel feel like a rigid piece of wood. "I'm afraid I haven't looked into you enough, little one. This is the least I can do for you."
Kel thought for a moment. But. wouldn't it be dangerous? Kel might KILL someone, which might demolish an entire family line.
The Goddess had apparently read her mind. Her lips formed a smile. "You don't need to worry. You'll go in disguise of as the Shang. Sparrow?"
"Shang Sparrow." Kel echoed, slightly disappointed. She was hoping for a higher status. A sparrow in the Shang order was considered one of the lowest degrees. Even a CAT would be better.
"Fear not, I could even change your appearance, my daughter, if all goes wrong."
Kell nodded resolutely. After all, what would be the harm?
With a wave of her hand, the Goddess transported her to Corus, at the time of Alanna during her squire years.
Jonathan was wearing a grin as he knocked on Alanna's door. This would be news that she would love.
"Who is it?" Alanna asked, her rough, boyish voice panting.
"It's your knight master, squire."
"Oh. Jon." The lock clicked open.
Alanna was holding a sword, dressed in her practice clothes. She was flushed and sweating. "What happened? Why are you here?"
She let him in, and then closed the door behind her. She looked at his expectantly. "Well?"
"A. Sparrow. from the Shang order has come to the Palace." Jon said, expressionless. Waiting to see how she'd react.
"REALLY!" Alanna flung down her sword, nearly beheading Faithful, who just jumped out of the way.
REALLY! The cat scolded. You could've killed me!
Jon grinned. It was times like these when one could ALMOST think that 'Alan' was really a girl.
"What is her name? Will she be able to teach me?" Alanna gasped, breathless from excitement.
"Well. I've made some preparations, she said she'd look into it."
Alanna flung her arms around Jonathan, hugging him happily. "I can't thank you enough! When will I be able to meet her?"
Jon returned her hug, kissing her lightly on the lips. "You could meet her now, I suspect."
Just then, Gary knocked on the door.
The two sprang apart guiltily. Alanna, her face a flaming shade of red, opened the door, just as Jonathan eased into his room, shutting the connecting door firmly.
"Alan! Did you hear the news?"
"What news?" Alanna played dumb.
"A Shang Sparrow has come to the court! She's very tall, about a head taller than you." Then, a sly look passed over Gary's face. "By Mithros, is she pretty! Alex just had her to a duel."
"Alex won, right?"
"No, it dragged on for so long that Father called it to a close."
Alanna shook her head. This new Sparrow was certainly very powerful. Alex was one of the best fencers in the court.
"What is going on?" Jonathan poked his head through the adjoining door.
"The Sparrow."
"Oh, her."
Gary looked at Jon suspiciously. "What is wrong with you these days? Who are you with? You've dumped Delia, but everyone thinks you're with a new girl."
Alanna looked away, pretending to be interested in a knot that Faithful had in his fur.
"Why should I tell you?" Grinned Jonathan. "Fine. I am with a new woman."
"Who?"
"All I'll say is she's 10 times more intriguing than any woman in the Court." Jon gave a grin. "So, what did this Sparrow say?"
"She said she wanted to meet Alan. In fact. If I didn't know better, I would have thought that she knew you."
A cold lump of ice slid down Alanna's spine. "Knew me?"
"She stumbled over your name so many times. I think she thought your name was longer or something."
Jon and Alanna exchanged looks.
Who is the 'Sparrow'? Alanna wondered.
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It was flattering to have so much male attention.
Kel accepted her third tea from a squire called Douglass. She checked her reflection in the mirror.
She looked the same, but her features were more pronounced. Her hair was bouncier and had more volume. Her cheekbones more defined. She had her own hazel dreamy eyes, framed with long, dark lashes. She knew by the weight that she had ear bobs on her ears. She had a better figure than she had in real life. More curves, but yet enough muscle so she looked like a female warrior.
Just then 4 people walked into the room.
Everyone fell respectfully silent.
A handsome, tall, black haired knight with sapphire eyes, long lashes and a muscular build led the way. Followed by a taller knight with mouse brown hair and mud like eyes.
An even taller man came. Raoul! Kel recognised her knight master instantly, although he was. different. Younger.
The final boy. Kel's breath caught. Amethyst eyes looked at her. The red hair was immediately recognisable.
It was Alanna!
Prince Jonathan and Duke Gareth the elder's son, Gareth the younger, she had met already. It was amazing how different they were.
Raoul had been correct.
"Your highness." Kel dipped into a curtsy.
"This is Alan of Trebond." Jonathan pushed his squire forward.
"Alan-" Kel just stopped herself from saying the extra syllable. "What a honour to meet you. You must be a very talented fencer."
"As must you. Not many people can beat Sir Alex in fencing." The purple eyes were cold.
Kel mustered a laugh. "Beat? my- lord. that would be the wrong term to use, I did not beat Sir Alexander. We had not yet finished the duel."
How infuriating! Kel scolded herself. Every time she made LADY Alanna as LORD Alanna, she would hitch a breath.
"Have we met, before. ah."
"Keladry."
"Keladry?" Alanna looked at her oddly.
Kel caught herself just as she lowered her head in a nod. "No, why do you ask?"
"No reason, Keladry."
Suddenly, Kel recognised the look in Alanna's eyes. It was suspicion.
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OK. Guys, PLEASE REVIEW. There isn't much point in writing a story if there is no one to read it, so write anything. Something.
Even a critical comment!!!!!:)